1922 in poetry

April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.

Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers.— Opening lines from The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot, first published this year Nationality words link to articles with information on the nation's poetry or literature (for instance, Irish or France).

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